Daily Mirror (Northern Ireland)
Piers is a softie, like my Rob
ON SCREEN Me chatting to Piers and Susanna
It’s been a bit of a week because, after I supported the idea of Piers Morgan as our next Prime Minister (with me as his deputy), I was invited to appear on Good Morning Britain to talk to him and Susanna Reid.
When I watched my little segment back, I could see that I was looking around all over the place while answering questions. That’s because I thought we were only doing a trial run and hadn’t realised it would be on telly.
Thankfully I was only filmed from the waist up. I hope viewers believed I was wearing a pink fleece jumper and hadn’t clocked that it was actually my dressing gown.
When I told Piers that if I were his mum, I’d take a needle and a piece of cotton and sew up his lips, he said that was something, coming from the mother of the baddest boy in modern football – and that’s what many people didn’t understand about my Robert.
People said he was a dirty player but often, his managers told him to play like that.
The people booing him didn’t see the kind things Robert always does quietly.
Like the time we were on holiday in Spain and while he and my late husband went to the football, his wife Sarah and I hit the shops.
She took me in to a posh shoe shop called Jimmy Choo, where my Asda flip-flops sunk in to the loveliest, deepest cream carpet.
Sarah asked me to try on some flat sandals but I refused when I saw the £700 price tag. She said: “But Robert really wants me to buy you something nice.” I replied: “I could buy a fridge, freezer and washing machine for that so no way.”
Our Robert’s for ever doing things like that. Behind his image, he’s soft.
Same with Piers. I saw how moved he was when he interviewed Vinnie Jones about losing his wife. And when I see that chopsy face of his break into a smile, I think: “He’s a man with real spirit.”
That’s why our Robert and Piers get on – they’re both cheeky chaps with hearts of gold.